poem #2 – ghost #3

I gave my tongue to you
Loud and silent
Curled between your teeth
It was too much or not enough
My tongue does not tell the stories of your past
Only what is possible
It is just a muscle
Like my heart
Made to expand and contract


submit to soboghoso.

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